so the cat, a big fluffy white persian, stalks into the room
through the cloud of smoke and leaps up to its rightful seat, the deep leather
seat complete with costly live-human finish. she hadn't quite managed to get
the pesky human properly tamed yet, it would keep issuing from the chair at
unpredictable times, but that was the problem with living chair furnishings,
and the warmth and regular tummy rubs did rather tend to offset the
unpredictability....